Wednesday, May 24, 2006
I look at you all see the love there that's sleeping
Working in the recording studio business, it's pretty easy to become jaded. Sometimes it's because of exposure to the best and most well known musicians, other times it's a certain sense, however silly and misplaced, of self-coolness: "I hung out with so-and-so today."
But from time to time, one finds something really moving, really special. These are the kinds of musical moments that make one glad to be living in a world where music is so valued. And no, I mean real music, played by real people who have something to say and share. Not like American Idol.
Recently I discovered Jake Shimabukuro, who elevates the ukulele to a place previously reserved for Jimi's & Eric's guitars. Watch and listen to him play "While My Guitar Gently Weeps." If you're not moved, if you don't smile, you're beyond hope. This kid is the real thing. His soul sings.